"No."
"You can't guess?"
"Not to save me."
"R'ally?"
"Honestly and truly," he swore, puzzled by the undertone of light malice
he thought to detect in her manner.
"Then," said she with decision, "_I'm_ not going to get myself into
trouble by babbling. But, if you promise to be _nice_ to me all the way
home--?" She paused.
"I promise," he said gravely.
"Then--if you happen to be at the head of the companion-ladder when the
tender comes off from Queenstown tonight--I promise you a _huge_
surprise."
"You won't say more than that?" he pleaded.
She appeared to debate. "Yes," she announced mischievously; "I'll give
you a leading hint. The person I mean is the purchaser of the Cadogan
collar."